• Published 20th Feb 2014
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The Child of Technology - White Dragon

He sat there waiting, in the cold darkness of his mind slowly breaking, but always remembering one thing, Forgiveness, Forgiveness, that is all he wants, and maybe just maybe, things will work out for him this time.

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Chapter 6: Foreboding, Name Calling, and Chuck Norris kicks.

Author's Note:

Before the Story:

Life how I hate you so. So things have evened out a bit, but I am going to keep writing. :D As always Guess what happens next. Here is a poll if you want clop or not, http://goo.gl/IgvKAD  So My birthday is on the tenth so I will try to upload a chapter on that day, cuz its my Birthday gift to you guys…. why is it so quiet around here? Sorry for short chapter, busy today.

The Child of Technology

By: White Dragon



Chapter 6: Foreboding, Name Calling, and Chuck Norris Kicks.

(Unknown POV)

(If you want listen to this while reading this)

Death and destruction rained around her as she stood on the broken blood and bone filled streets, looking around her in a panic. “What has happened here?” she whispered as she tried not to gag on the foul air. She turned her head as she heard a buzzing in the background. What she saw scared her badly, a floating metal orb covered in blood spots, with a single red glowing eye.

“Intruder detected, what is password?” The hovering robot said.

“Password?” She says confused. The robot starts shuddering and its eye turns blue.

“Password accepted, follow me.” the robot starts hovering away towards a tall dark structure in the background, but the foggy air was blocking a better view of it. As we drew closer to it I started to ask the robot questions.

“Um.. robot what is the date?” I ask hesitant.

“18th of November, Lorem ipsum dolor octo.” It states with a flat tone.

“And where are you taking me?” I ask.

“To see the King, he states that anyone to figure out the password must come see him.” I was about to respond before I saw a sight that is burned into my brain.


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(Aren’t I just great at text art?) Noooo My text art broke. im sorry

“The Graveyard of the Damned, For Those that have gone against The Almighty King Of The Land,” I said with a bad taste in my mouth. I step through the rusty iron gate and my eyes start to water and I try keep myself from crying. Everyone was there, all made out of stone, but they weren't statues I could feel the magic around them they were like what we did to Discord, there was Celestia, Cadence, Shining Armor, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Applejack, Rarity, Discord… Discord? I take a quick look back at that I had expected him to be free but the only one not here is… No. No, No, No, No, No, No, No… I won’t believe it, I won-

“Well… what do we have here…” says a deep voice with an icy tone. I turn my head slowly and see a wall of black and gold, with two red glowing rectangles. I open my mouth to scream but I couldn't find my voice, his hand reaches towards me as he says one word.


(You can stop listening to the music now)

(Tech’s POV)

“Waffles, how can you be so fluffy, yet so filling?” I said out loud to no one. I sit in silence for a few minutes and it-.... wait…. silence? I quickly look around without moving my head, to signify anything. I quickly saw a flash of gold out of the corner of my vision, and I let out a small sigh. “You know, to be a lot more sneaky, you shouldn’t wear gold armor and have metal horseshoes.” I hear a quite ‘Dammit’ from the shadows, and three guards come out of the dark.

“How did you see us?” One asks with a defensive stance. I point to the stove, “the stove?...” I point a bit up, “what you can’t- oh bloody hell.” He finally sees the air duct which lets the smoke from the oven out, and it is a sheet of polished metal. he does a face hoof, as do the other two guards.


“So if you don’t mind, I have to make some food for my lovely princess and hopefully not get blasted in the process,” I say as I finish my waffles and put my plate in the sink. I then head over to where I was making waffles before and pour more batter into the cast. I then grab a pan and pot out of the lower cupboards, and set them on the stove as I turn it on. I go to the fridge and pantry and grab four eggs and some hay, I then weave the hay to look like a blanket and throw that onto the pan and throw two eggs into the boiling water. I then flip the hay blanket on the pan to cook the other side. I grab another pan and set it on another burner. As I crack the eggs and throw them over my head and they land on the pan. I hear the sounds of hooves clopping together. I use my metal arm to grab the boiled eggs out of the pot and I de-shell them over the sink, and set them on a plate. I look through the cupboards till I find a tray and I set a separate plate on it. I grab the handle of the pan with the hay on it and set it on the plate and fold it so it fits. I then grab the eight waffles and split them into stacks of four and set them side by side. I grab some butter and syrup and place a little bit on top of each waffle and I grab the second plate and set the cooked eggs on it with the boiled eggs on the side. I then go into the fridge and grab orange juice and some fruit. I get out a glass and a bowl and fill both up and set them on the tray. I hear the clopping of hooves, as applause, and I take a bow.

“Now if you excuse me I have to go wake a grumpy and tired princess,” I say as I grab the tray and walk out of the kitchen. I head up the staircase and start to walk towards Luna’s, and mine (I guess), room. I open the door and close it quietly, as I set the tray down and go over to Luna’s sleeping form. I poke her once and this is the reaction, a scream, she opens her eyes, and double kicks me in the chest, sending me through the wall and about 98hf outside the tower as I start to fall. “Well that happened…” I say as I lay on my side while still falling. “Did I do something wrong? No, that can’t be it. Maybe I was too rough with her… maybe, but I liked to hear her moan.” I quickly look towards the ground, that is moving very fast towards me. I quickly snap my fingers and appear back in Luna’s room. “So, mind explaining what that was about?” Luna quickly looks up and I see tears in her eyes.

“Oh Creator Tech it was horrible, everyone was turned to stone and… and a lot of ponies were dead, there was no one lef- left.” she says with tears and bursting out crying. I grab hold of Luna and rock her slowly,

“Its ok Luna as long as I am here nothing will happen.” I say trying to get her to calm down, she stops crying and starts to quietly sob. I softly pet her mane down as she stops sobbing.

“Te-Tec-Tech..” Luna says with another sob. I look down at her concern.

“What is it Luna?” I ask concerned.

“The thin-thing is that you…” she starts crying again. I look at her in confusion.

“I what?” I ask. She looks up at me in tears.

“You were the only one that wasn’t petrified,” she says with more tears. My eyes open wide at this and then quickly narrow, and quickly regain their concerned look,

“Luna why don’t you eat your breakfast I made you I have, to go and meet an old friend.” I get up and helped her onto her bed, I covered up with her sheets and placed her tray next to her
and tuck her in a bit. Before I leave i kiss her on the snout, “we will talk about your dream later, k?”

“Ok, Tech and by the way this breakfast looks amazing.” Luna says with her cute smile.

“Discord, why do you constantly, hate me?” I say before I activate all my armor, after I gain my mass and height. I take out some magic chalk (chalk that blocks all magic, on inanimate objects, i.e. statues.) and draw a circle around his neck, then I put my armored hand up to his head.

“Freedom from stone, breather of air, be free now and you shall not pay the fare.”

My grin widens a bit when I hear the tiniest,